The first time I heard a lojong teaching, I took a few notes, scribbled in my journal alongside some architectural building schematic.

Then in my early thirties I bought Trungpa at the Bodhi Tree when his book literally fell on my head. I read it pretty quickly (I read most things quickly), yellow marker in hand. I thought it was great, but could not relate. Next. “Where was I going to find the book to fix me?” I bought ten more books, and read them all quickly, not quite fixing me. (And for those of you…